Paging Noah!
I shouldn't even blog. I have no right to blog. I should be sitting huddled into a corner with a book about communication theories in my hand. Rebellious as I am, however, I am not! Not sure what or who I'm rebelling against as I am actually the one who will be screwed if I decide against reading my books, but I guess a short flashback into my teenage years is in order. Hell, I'm such a rebel! I feel this deep urge to go and find a mosh pit right now....
After months of heavy snow it is now officially five minutes to Doomsday. Someone should start collecting the wood for an ark. I was really hoping for some sun, but reality caught up with me in a very cruel way. It's been raining heavily ever since last night. That's about 30 hours now. 30 hours of heavy rain.
Oh well, sun is overrated. Who cares that even my cat is starting to become suicidal? Nature's going crazy anyway. What is this story about the furry blond lobster? Is that the Paris Hilton among the crustacean? God help us all! (I hope Jewish people will not start burning our embassy now, because I spelled out G_d. 'Cause I keep seeing comments in other blogs cautioning people not to speak their mind as "we've seen what can happen")
Oh, I also feel I have to mention that Ashley snuck up on me and tagged me. As it was her birthday recently (Happy belated Birthday, Girl!), I will have to honor the tag. But I won't have the time until next week. Soooo, patience, grasshoppers!
Finally, Ashley, here's your b-day gift! You'll have to thank Clare for the nightmares you'll have. I only enhanced the pic a bit. ;)
2 comments:
hahaha...that is more than a little disturbing, really now.
Thanks though! And I definitely want to see your answers to the tag!
If you think I can't death glare you are wrong because I'm sending you one right now!!!
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